Endless Journey
If I were immortal,
the carriage of fleeting time
can’t carry my soul away
from the adoring life in the present
to the distant realm of the past
where everything acquired
gets abandoned in obscurity.
Trailing the shadow of the future,
creating the convivial flood of love,
time carries on its flow to inundate
the lavish landscape of life sculpted
in my mind where dwells dormant
the perceptible desire of perpetuity,
the deathless dream…immortality.
If I were immortal,
the entrancing memory won’t die,
subsisting enduringly in the present,
for the soaring bird of my love
will fly in the infinite firmament,
spreading the wings to embrace
the halcyon horizon of the future.
While I drift with the imperishable soul,
floating in the sublime sea of eternity,
and with the congenial wind of love,
blowing on the sanguine sail of life,
set to embark on an endless journey,
I’ll get from the stalled time,
the surreal divine gift…immortality.
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April 23, 2022
Contest : If I Were Immortal
Sponsored by : Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2022
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